3 days ago
Something ghosty... I was telling someone about this toy car and showing it to them. I told them to watch... it moves on its own and follows me around. I was describing it as if it was cute and neat, but in reality it scared me.
2 days ago
I dreamt I was in this house. I'm not sure if I was with friends... I think I was.... it was a familiar feeling, comfortable. There was a party or something going on in one house.... and then my brother and I went into the house next door. I think I wanted to show it to him or something like that and they were having an "open house." I think my friend Matt might have been in this dream too. It felt festive, fun, and partly that .. not wanting to get caught feeling, but in a fun way. Then the dream progressed and I was at my dad's dad's house. My pops.... who has been dead since I was about 12. In my dream he was still alive but just "away..." (and in reality this wasn't his house). I was checking on things... maybe getting his mail etc. and then saw he had a new motorcycle. And it was still new because he wasn't allowed to and would never drive it. It was shiny, pretty and sea green. I couldn't help myself, so I got on it and road up and down the street. The street... it was warm... a morning warm and quiet that I don't know if i have experienced since I was a little kid. When the dew is still on the ground, you can smell maybe coffee, pancakes and bacon in the air.... , no lawn mowers have started yet, no cars on the streets.... That wonderful warm quiet type of morning that you don't really get in a city. Anyhoo.. back to the riding of the motorcycle. What was amazing for me in this dream... is that I had control of my driving. Whenever I have motorcycle dreams, they are sooo scary because I am usually out of control.. the speed is too fast, I am unable to steer or something. So this was enjoyable, almost like riding a bicycle. My brother saw me and I was reassuring him I will put it back and won't ride it too much.... and that was that.
Last night
Something in a big old house... almost a cabin in the mountains... but almost an estate of sorts. I lived there? but I 'served' there... I was making tea for one of the ladies. I remember needing to make sure I had the right tea pot, sea green with a gold rim; and tea cup to match. There was another woman with the same activity to do and she was making a mess of things. I kind of bulldozed around her so I could be done and away. Then ... I think my brother was there. It was Christmas, there were pine bows everywhere and a tree and a warm feeling. I was putting things in Christmas stockings for people. Some were just cards, some little presents.. then I saw that I had a little present from my brother and his wife. ...it had a reindeer on it and hmm forgot what it said.
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